My primary email, k-l-a-u-s-a-t-k-i-p-p-l-e-dot-d-k has been used for spamming purposes yesterday and the day before that. If you have received strange mails from me during that period, you know why. Sorry. It has been retaken and reactivated now, but I’ll probably set up a new adress during the weekend.

Chrono-Synclastic Infundibulum was a strange dimension where everything became one and everything and one was right. Those who passed through it became Chrono-Synclastic Ifundibulated, and had strange side-effects. They could see in all three normal dimensions, but also in time. They were able to see the past, present, and future all together. Those who were caught in it or “unstuck in time” would appear at different places for certain amounts of time. A prime example of a victim was William Niles Rumfoord, who would appear on Earth every 59 days for one hour. He also would appear on Mars, Mercury, Betelgeuse, and Titan. He was able to see what was happening in different places at all times, but was not able to know everything. The sensation has been described as “being everywhere at once”.

A party of twelve Americans and Australians set out to explore Milne Bay in a Consolidated PBY Catalina flying boat on 8 June. They were impressed by the flat areas, the roads and the jetties, all of which would ease airbase construction. On receipt of a favourable report from the party, MacArthur’s General Headquarters (GHQ) cancelled Boston on 11 June and substituted Milne Bay. Milne Bay was given the codename “Fall River”. The use of place names as code names proved to be unwise, as some supplies were mistakenly sent to the real Fall River, in Massachusetts.

SEPTEMBER 9, 1948. Got form-rejection card from Macmillan’s. I’m getting more confident and angrier each time something like this happens, because I know “The Town and the City” is a great book in its own awkward way. And I’m going to sell it. I’m ready for any battle there is. Even if I have to go off and starve on the road I won’t give up the notion that I should make a living from this book: I’m convinced that people themselves will like it whenever the wall of publishers and critics and editors is torn down. It is they who are my enemies, not “obscurity” or “poverty.”

“Furthermore never fart when you are dancing; grit your teeth and compel your arse to hold back the fart… Do not have a dripping nose and do not dribble at the mouth. No woman desires a man with rabies. And refrain from spitting before the maidens, because that makes one sick and even revolts the stomach. If you spit or blow your nose or sneeze, remember to turn your head away after the spasm; and remember not to wipe your nose with your fingers; do it properly with a white handkerchief. Do not eat either leeks or onions because they leave an unpleasant odour in the mouth.” (Antonius Arena, Leges dansandi, 1530) | Gode råd fra gamle bøger … |

The band toured incessantly and recorded several albums, which led to a tour of the United States. This was so successful that they were booked for another US tour soon after. Neil Innes remembers that the band were reportedly stopped by a local U.S. sheriff and asked if they were carrying any firearms or drugs. When they denied both, the officer asked how they were going to defend themselves. Vivian piped up from the back of the minibus, “With good manners!”.